Word: oddness
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Crimson could not match the Saints' speed. St. Lawrence players appeared constantly open around the Crimson goal; every rush appeared to turn into an odd man rush...
...that I can count the months left until May on one hand, I've started reviewing the last three-odd years, taking stock of what has happened, wondering if I've changed during my stay at Harvard. Am I the same bright-eyed and bushy-tailed kid who showed up in the Yard one balmy September? I'm not. I've changed. The change hasn't been particularly obvious: my sense of humor is the same, I still believe in the same essential ideals, still treasure warm weather...
That logo also now identifies an institution whose $22 billion in annual sales make it the world's largest media company. It purveys many products that would have been unimaginable to its founder, a few of which (the odd TV show, the occasional R movie) might even have been anathemas to him. Not that one sees him pondering long over such trifles, as his company fulfills the great commercial destiny this complex and darkly driven man always dreamed...
...secret is revealed in that old photo with Paul Allen. He is a man who likes computers very much. Not their intellectual underpinnings, not the physics or electronics, not the art or philosophy or mathematics of software--just plain computers. He's crazy about them. It seems like an odd passion, but after all, some people are crazy about Pop-Tarts. And Gates will be remembered alongside Pop-Tarts, in the long run, as vintage Americana, a sign of the times. A little on the bland side perhaps, unexciting, not awfully deep, not to everyone's taste...
...Rainbow, alludes to an accusation that the romantic poet, John Keats, once directed at Newton for "unweaving the rainbow by reducing it to its prismatic colors." And so, instead of speaking of science and humanities in a broad sense, Dawkins uses Unweaving the Rainbow to function as an odd sort of rebuttal in which he accuses Keats (and every other romantic poet who criticized science) as being patently wrong. Although Dawkins' writing is lush and poetic, his approach is bizarre and confusing. Dawkins wants to say ultimately, that Newton was no different from Keats. Both made it their life...